john tiong chunghoo

Poem About Poetry - The Echoes In My Poems - Poem by john tiong chunghoo

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my poems are echoesfrom realms i have fallen intothe little angel that had begged meto come out of my prolonged slumberhad wedded her world with mineaffording a new dimension for my mindwhere poetic harvest has become most grand

the mysterious man that walked from the wallin my dark roomwho i saw with my third eyehas heightened vibrations in all my poemsthe wind ruffles the lake to give it that surreal feeland and all and all the dimensionsi have fallen intoyou could feel their mysterious ingratiating silenceas you divulge my poems, my worldthe echoes reverberatethrough our worldas we wed all our dimensions- in all angles, fashionsperhaps if lucky, one day you might evenstumble on my little angel